Hilarious outcome

I called my mother couple days ago, a woman who’s voice I didn’t recognize picked up the phone, “hello” she said,

“Salaam aleykum” I said,

"wacalekuma salaam” she said, at this point my neurons are working in over-time to find a match for this voice and were coming up blank, so I stopped trying. “Fadumo ma joogtaa?” I say,

“She just went down stairs, she should be back in five” she said,

“What is your name?” I said,

“Fahmo” she said,

“Umm Fahmo. Fahmo yareey, eedo Asho’s daughter?” I said,

“No” she says,

“Hmm, what is your father’s name? may be I will be able to tell who you are?” I say,

“You won’t” she says,

“Try me” I say,

“Leave it alone, you won’t know him” she said,

“Tell me still, and you shall see” I said,

“Fahmo Abdullahi” she said,

“Hmm Abdullaahi, I know many, what’s his nick name?” I said,

“Laughs, I told you” she says,

“Tell me his nick name” I said,

“He doesn’t have one” she said,

“O-ok, what’s his father’s nick name, your family nick name perhaps? I said,

“We don't have a nick name, tiresomely” she said,

“Ok, what is your grand father’s name? I said,

“Adam” she says,

“Fahmo Abdullahi Adam” I say,

“yap” she says,

“Fahmo Abdullahi Adam Cade??” I say,

“Nop, may I know who is calling” she says,

“Fahmo Abdullahi Adam Madoobe then?? Regurgitating a giggle” I say,


She hung up.

I laughed so hard, a call to my mother transformed into a crank call.